Conditioning Poems - Poems about Conditioning

my parents never liked air conditioning only turned it on for company not every summer day, maybe twice in August if it was over five hundred degrees outside both were Iowa farm kids used to the heat and being sweaty hard workers who cared little for luxury did not hold stock in fancy fussy things...

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when filling out an application in the companies office area, I feel like a popsicle in the air conditioning...

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("Pema", 2017, original pen and ink) The Journey of Souls Dogs make the ultimate example Of a conditionable being, And my deaf-dog buddy Old Pema the Pug is no exception. Meanwhile Buddhists of all faiths Believe reincarnation effects us all And involves the journey Of a soul through countless lives, The idea of improving our lot Being central to life’s meaning, Improvement which comes from the habit Of...

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Conditioning Is seemingly What we are.. Patterns inlaid Are there for Comparisons..so that An appearance might Be labeled and Understood.. Such a story may Arise......

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Many times when the hardships we are experiencing seem unending, we must fight our hardest when realizing that perhaps we have been conditioned to be in that hardship. It is the mindset to the condition that must change greater than the condition itself....

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AI AI stories Are unending Algorithms untiring Reaching into their Immense conditioning To concoct what Attracts and repulses.. Hmmmm.. Sounds familiar......

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The breeze of AC, the murmur of conversation, a hearty bustle. A cocoon built of gifts, fused by will. Comfort, warm touches, the caress of the past. A place to worship. A place to build, to return you with gifts of your own. I spurned your love and am sorry everyday. The constant flow of AC,...

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The shabby hotel rooms were dank and dour An indigent family blinked in the dark Too dull to see much at this wake-up hour The man of the family has such a bark. A new baby! How marvelous! An unthinking person said. But a new child in this family was just another to be fed We don’t need another mouth, mama...

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just take off a layer or walk around topless i am the archpriest eating sugar puffs i am the prelate eating bagels i am halfway in and halfway out the window the mother-in-law wants it off i am not for sale my successors are labouring like hercules the hidrosis is formulaic like glib one-liners "it's bad for the bones and you'll catch a cold" bring on the catarrh the indisposition the bogeys the...

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Conditioning Is what we all Carry along with us.. All of those boundaries And attitudes toward What confines and frees.. Then to discover..or not That Freedom is overlooked In our life as lived......

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What we ritualise Is illusion in disguise Blocking divine surprise Of pristinity Mantra then not by choice But guided by inner voice As in stillness we rejoice Divine connectivity Take the mantra Ohm Manifesting a bliss dome Vibrationally our true home Reclaiming divinity No pattern following No self within anticipating Save innocence celebrating Timeless eternity...

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Some men are breast men, some men are leg men. Some men are butt men, and some men focus on that area most feminine. This behaviour that men display towards women, is all due to a lifetime of conditioning. Primitive tribesmen admire the whole woman, and caress from the top of their head to their feet's bottom. Whenever you show your pet affection,...

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Conditionality of your love is exploding under my fingers, under one of my potential hands What took place goes forward and returns. Fear and my back against the wall. I hear voices deafened by my attempts, Somewhere in the distance, gliding over the edge, inviting the banality. Identification and it's number. Components and they're for me. I'm standing on a stair,...

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air conditioning never summer or winter nose on the window...

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